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Sleep is doubtful tonight. Got my doctors appointment on thursday. Pretty keen to get some prescription meds. Even more keen for them to help me get some decent sleep.
i've got a lot to say: You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral
You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of…
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I need someone that I can call just to talk to about shit in the middle of the night. I need someone I can walk out the house and sit on my front porch and call to cry on the phone to. I need someone to call when the one person I trust with everything is suicidal and hates me because I won’t let them do anything to themselves.
Jessica won’t let me get up off the lounge room floor and go to bed.
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So, I just realised. Last night I was playing star wars : force unleashed II, when Jessica pulled me away to have amazing, hot, passionate sex(which is something she does often when I’m playing videogames[no complaints here]). And I didn’t manage to turn the screen nor the speakers off. So, in a way I kind of fulfilled one of my “bucket list” items, which was •fuck to the imperial march. I’d still like to do it to the actual theme, but I’m pretty chilled that I got that much already.
Kind of need to post my “bucket list” anyway.
